When The Music Stops - Eminem
Bizzare:
*Echo*
Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
Psyche!
Eminem:
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Sh_t for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battlin
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the f_ck you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack sh_t out
I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, f_ck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out
F_ck with me now, b_tch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherf_cker if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops
Swift:
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you woulda tried
The only way I'm leavin this b_tch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every n_gga's favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous n_gga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently
I'm not what you think
I appear to be f_cked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of sam, b_tch, I'm surgical
I'l allergic to dyin, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops
Kon Artist:
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg
When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls
N ur stress full of cause
Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out
Checking for ur record when its selling
When it aint, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then
*Screech*
Damn!
*Crash*
U slam into the wall and u fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops
Kuniva:
Let's see how many of your men loyal,
When i pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode
With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
N_ggars, if i was u n_ggas, i'll run while given the chance
Understand i can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Hurts me, u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life, f_ck the tour and the mic
I'll rather f_ck a whore with a knife, deliver that sh_t the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' sh_t in broad day light n_gga ur a gonna at night
When The Music Stops
Proof:
Instigators, ????? pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours
wrist to razors
Ya'll don't want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof n_gga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more ya'll breach, the more I moves
This hell street, this is h_rdcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (n_gga)
Or make the news betcha all ya'll move
When the uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop
Bizzare:
Music's changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and f_cked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said f_ck the police
Now i'm in jail
93 was strictly RNB
F_cked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who go tell me i'm Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
F_cking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Marilyn Manson, i dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bowls
Now i'm in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, i'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops
*Bang*
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